Then I fucked her like that against the wall holding her legs tightly. My hand was printed on her thigh because I gripped her hard. I fucked her like ...hat till she came. I pulled her t-shirt out while fucking simultaneously. I devoured her boobs which were dangling in front of me.I wanted to turn her over. I picked her again in my arms and dropped her on the sofa nearby. I stroked my dick in front of her, and she crawled up to me and took it in her mouth. She is such a good girl. She knows. Full lips. Slight gap in her two front teeth. Her eyes, which were two deep, green pools, stared at me, and as I swallowed, my eyes followed a trail from head to toe. Wearing a knee length black dress with open toed sling strapped heels, she looked phenomenal. Endowed, but not overly so, enough to wear the dress without support. A bit of a tummy, but nothing outrageous. Dancer’s legs. Strong calf muscles. As she breezed past me, the smell of Chardonnay, Big Red chewing gum, and Dolce & Gabbana. I left my pan in the sink to soak, and when I was about to walk to the table she patted my arm. I turned to her with curiosity, she asked: “Can we eat together?” I thought for a second. “I’m almost finished with mine” she added. “No problem” I replied. She smiled and turned to the stove while I walk towards a table in the kitchen.She joined me on the table while we had a conversation as we ate. We learned more about each other. I told her I was a still a University student and other details. It’s mean and Steven certainly doesn’t deserve it, but dammit, she deserves a little attention and she’s going to get it. Pretending to be oblivious to the vulgar amount of skin showing from beneath her dress, she turns and rotates a little toward Steven and parts her thighs ever so slightly. For the first time she imagines Steven running his hand up her thigh, cautiously testing the waters at first, then when she doesn’t resist, allowing his fingers to slide inside her panties and explore her.